To Be or Not To Be: Upside Down Drabble
The anticipation was excruciating.
Trips into Madison two or three times a year were very special occasions. Christmas was coming. I felt on tenterhooks as the car cruised down the highway. Despite the snow in the fields, the road was clear. Coming in to the S-curve, it suddenly felt like we were skating. As the car fishtailed into the second half of the curve we went airborn over the cornstalks. My brother’s body dropped onto mine, slamming me into the door. While the car hovered there, on the edge of uncertainty, all I wondered was “would it or wouldn’t it?”
Hi!
It's very late and I doubt anyone's around, but I just finished another essay and am looking for beta readers. Any takers?
If no one is around tonight, I'll ask again tomorrow.
Hey Kristin, I'm still up (I don't leave the mountain time zone until tomorrow). I could give some quick feedback tonight, then more measured feedback late tomorrow night.
It's still super fresh and new--I just finished it, so I've barely even looked it over. All I really want right now is some general feedback (I may change my mind after a reread tomorrow and request more specific).
Thank you both! Insent in a sec...
Send, ma'am, but I won't get to it until tomorrow. Was baking.
Deb, thank you. Insent and hoping you like it.
Backflung, Kristin. That's great stuff to be capturing in your own voice.
Thanks for early feedback. Version 2 backflung to all three of you.
Drabble: Upside Down
(100 words, excluding title)
I have never been graceful. A stray comment about my awkwardness stung me, and that wound hasn't healed. I never go out to clubs, preferring the reptilian solitude of my book-lined cave.
But the music ....
Some have their boy-bands and puppyslash as guilty pleasures; mine is a silly retro band called the A-Teens -- bubblegum ABBA covers by generically pretty European teenagers. No serious-music cred here, no philosophical lyrics that demand attention, no complex rhythms or harmonies to distract from the sense of forward motion.
Upside down, dancin' on the ceiling ....
And my dragonish inner child chair-dances, unashamed.
